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Bag A' Boys

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

Recently, I’ve turned my shrink ray into a travel-size mister! It looks like a little taser only instead of shocking some innocent sod, when a boy is hit with my mister, he inhales a shrinking mist. It works instantly! I have to be careful where I find the boys I intend to add to my little bag a’ boys, but once I set my eyes on a target, it’s over for him!

I like to swing by the local fancy hotel. People travel from far and wide to do business here, and so many people seem to go missing on business trips, so it’s the best spot to find my next victim. That’s where I found Anthony!

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Stephanie 844-332-2639 Ext 454

After inviting me over, I didn’t hesitate or think twice. I arrived wearing a short black dress that showed off my thighs, back, and cleavage, which hugged at the waist, complete with basic black sandals. I knocked twice before the door flew open. He stood holding a bottle of wine. “You look real good.” he complimented, stepping back, letting me in. “Thank you.” I was barely inside when he slid next to me, backing me into the living room. He then closed the door and wrapped an arm around me.

“So you’re dressed like you are ready to go somewhere,” I sighed. His lips brushed my neck, and then he started to kiss me. “Oh, I just felt like it.” “I like that,” he said and proceeded to kiss my neck some more. I leaned my head to the side, allowing his kisses. It wasn’t until he slid his hand up my thigh that I realized he was still holding the bottle of wine. I reached for it to help free his other hand when he pulled his arm back.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

He took me for the test drive of my life. I was car shopping. Just for the fun of it. I ended up at the jaguar dealership. I wasn’t really planning on test driving anything. But one sexy as fuck car caught my eye. As I was in my own little world admiring it, a sexy voice startled me “hello ma’am”. I jumped, and turned towards him, giggling with embarrassment. And when I did, be still my heart. Before me stood a very attractive young man, with a flirtatious, and seductive smile. I tried to quickly gain composure. “Hello”, I managed to mutter through an uncontrollable smile. He blushed. And when he did, it sent a shiver down my spine and a surge of adrenaline to my pussy. I could see his cock harden in his pants. But he tried to remain professional. He cleared his throat and asked, “would you like to take a test drive ma’am?” The way he said “ma’am” drove me wild. “Yes”  jumped out my mouth. He looked pleasantly surprised. “Great! Let me go grad the keys! I’ll be right back” he interjected quickly before scurrying off. But it didn’t take him long at all.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Weekend Worthy, from Thursday to Saturday, doesn’t even begin to describe the filth and fire I walked into by Thursday. He sent me the game night invite with a wink emoji and the words “Dress to lose.” I wore red. No bra. And lip gloss he said he wanted to lick off. The vibe was already thick before we played a single round. Every answer I gave during the game was calculated. Every glance, a green light. When the “Truth or Risk” cards came out, I chose risk every time. Flash my tits on cam? Done. Send a voice memo of me moaning his name? Sent.

Friday night, I broke all my own rules. I let him listen while I used the toy he sent me last month—on video, with my mic on, saying his name in a whisper that made the other players beg for replays. And by Saturday? I was ruined. We played “Seduction Showdown” and he won. But I was the real prize. He said I sounded like sin. I said, “So make me repent.” We didn’t play after that. My mouth was too full to speak.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Locker room secrets huh? They say what happens in the locker room stays in the locker room, but baby, I don’t keep secrets when they taste this good. He was always lingering after practice — all that fake swagger and quiet stares when he thought I wasn’t looking. But I knew. The way his eyes dropped to my thighs when I stretched. The way his mouth opened just slightly when I tied my shoes. He wanted to be told what to do. And I was more than ready to show him how that worked.

So that night, when everyone else had cleared out, I cornered him — fresh out the shower, towel barely hanging on, still damp and smelling like soap and nerves. “You always look this flustered when you’re around me?” I asked, stepping close enough that his back hit the lockers. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Just that pretty little gulp.

I slid my fingers up his chest, slow, watching his skin react to every inch of contact. “Drop the towel.” He obeyed. Good boy. His cock was already hard — twitching, eager, waiting to be claimed. I pressed my palm against it and Continue reading “Locker Room Secrets” →

Julie 1-844-2639 Ext 453

I’ll never forget my first night at the casino. I was having so much fun watching everyone. Some were just having fun while others were taking it very seriously. I was so curious as to how much each of them were gambling and winning. Then I saw him. He was a sexy, well dressed man that had all the women’s attention. They were surrounding him and flirting with him like crazy. It made me wonder if he was famous. Then I realized why they were all acting like that. He was winning big. I knew right then that they were all just a bunch of gold diggers. But he was enjoying the attention. He glanced across the room and our eyes met. I’m not sure how long we were staring at each other. It was as if time stopped and we were the only two people in the room. I flashed a flirtatious smile. He winked in return. And I felt a tingle run down my spine, then between my legs. I’m sure I turned fifty shades of red. He kept looking back as if he wished he could get away to come talk to me.

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Roxy 1(844) 332-2639 Ext 414

Being around a bunch of perverted men all the time can take a toll. Sometimes I crave a girl. Instead of a hard dick, sometimes I’d rather a soft pussy. There’s just something about a sweet pussy after a long night of being gagged by rough dicks and smelly balls. It’s like a safe place to fall after the testosterone overload at work. A lot of the girls I work with agree. So sometimes we have girl’s night out. No men allowed. Lol. We just go have a good time. And one thing usually leads to another. I often hook up with one of my friends. But sometimes several of us will hook up and have a full blown orgy. We get in a circle and eat each other’s pussies. Or we use toys on each other. We really have fun with strap ons! But this particular night, things got wild.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

Strangers used me in the dark and it was everything I could imagine. I signed the waiver.
No names. No faces. No safe words. Just silence, shadow, and surrender. The room was pitch black—so dark it swallowed even my thoughts. I stood still, completely naked, every inch of my skin tingling with anticipation. My heart pounded against my ribs, a deep, echoing thud that filled the space louder than any scream might have. I waited, trembling, vulnerable. Ready.

Then the first hand found me—rough and calloused, gripping my hip like it belonged there. Then another. And another. Fingers traced down my spine, palms cupped my breasts, mouths found my neck. Gasping as one hand closed around my throat—not tight, just a reminder: I wasn’t in control anymore.

I didn’t know how many they were. I couldn’t see a thing. But I felt everything. Someone shoved me down to my knees. A cock pressed against my lips, demanding. I opened without hesitation, letting him in, tongue swirling, throat relaxing. He groaned low, primal. My mouth was used—gagging, choking—while hands pulled my ass up. Someone entered me from behind, thick and relentless. There was no warning. No introduction. Just raw, unapologetic Continue reading “Strangers Used Me in the Dark” →

Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I absolutely love a beach vacation.  Who doesn’t love a chance to get away and enjoy the sun, warm sand, and salty ocean water?  I hope my beach vacation this year is as hot and sexy as the one I had last year.  Last year, I decided to head off to the beach for the weekend and enjoy some sun and relaxation.  I bought a brand new pink and white polka dot bikini for the trip.  Of course, I hope to obtain the attention of hot sexy men who would also be at the beach.  However, I wasn’t prepared for all the attention I would get on this particular trip.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Is this my payback? I wondered. With everything else going on, the last thing I needed was to get into a car accident. But I did. I knew that if my parents found out, they would probably take my car. I’m on their major disappointment list right now, as usual. But the man that I hit was so furious about it. I had been stalling him and trying to figure out how I was going to get out of this one. So I told him that my parents wanted to come over and talk to him and take care of everything. He agreed but was surprised when I showed up alone. I told him that they were on their way. I “accidentally” kept flashing him. He kept looking. I made sure that he got several good glimpses up my dress so he could see that I wasn’t wearing any panties. I could tell that he was enjoying the view and kept watching for more. His attitude was changing too. He wasn’t as mad as he was at first. So I started to explain to him that my parents were very strict, and I was scared of what they would do.

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